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Post by Eowyn Skywalker on May 9, 2004 20:25:42 GMT -5
Mwha-ha-ha-ha. The prologue for Shadowfast Travler is now up. Oh the evilness... enjoy my sci-fi writing, peoples. Once this one is finished maybe I'll scare you all with my fantasy... which is even worse! -Eowyn Skywalker
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Post by Eowyn Skywalker on May 5, 2004 20:58:07 GMT -5
*evil face* Well, now I'll just have to decide which one to torment you all with... mwha-ha... Oh, and pull out one of my plots that doesn't crash with another plot line...
Oh, I know... hmmm... do I do the fantasy one, or the Sci-fi one...
As soon as I decide, I'll begin the tale though.
Hmmm do I do 'Shadowcast Traveler', 'The Mark of the Crown', or 'Into the Dark'. I've started all those ones... which one to pick...
-Eowyn Skywalker
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Post by Eowyn Skywalker on May 4, 2004 21:04:11 GMT -5
Um, I don't know if this is the right place... but... could I tell a tale here? I have a few that I really want to get on paper, and this seemed like an opportunity to write one, without having reasons to stop, snrk.
Yeah, so that's that. If I may, I have a few science fictiony, and fantasy that look like the plots might turn out... interesting.
Thanks,
-Eowyn Skywalker
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Post by Eowyn Skywalker on May 9, 2004 20:22:31 GMT -5
Alas, you shall all run away scared now, as I'M posting a tale on here now. It is PG for inevitable violence, nothing more. This is but the prologue now, so do not judge. It is also quite Sci-fi, with an air of fantasy mixed in. So do read, and it shall become clear as to the plot soon enough. Mwha-ha-ha... oh yeah. The STORY... right. Shadowcast Traveler Prologue In the dark of a room, a shimmering hologram shone, lighting up the darkness, but only faintly. A younger woman was portrayed, or looked somewhat younger, for her eyes were that of one who had seen much, and knew much. Her name was Jher’aa Liiynn Carabii, of Duuran-Carath 4. One was there, who, unlike the others, as not there of his own free will, and the face of Jher’aa, he memorized. The look of her face had to remain in his mind, or lose everything he knew of her, his past, everything. Jher’aa was his last hope. And his name was Ellan Daarnur of Den-Carath Minor. The hologram shimmered in the dim light, it was a candid shot of the one it portrayed, though she was still a fair one to behold. The dim light cast an eerie shadow over the room, though it fit the strange shadows therein. But Ellan was not to be seen in light. He wrapped shadows about himself like a cloak, as trying to hide from that which was inevitable. Jher’aa had the same shadow cast to her, though, with the picture, the darkness about her wasn’t as obvious. And the shadow gave them their name, Shadowcast. They were the people of the shadow, and the shadow hid them. Shadows were their ally, and the reason they were hunted. And those of Mithan Flame did their job well. Commander Terreth Nellan of Den-Milliioth was not one to underestimate. And those of the shadow were all but gone now. Commander Terreth. A taller man, with hawk’s eyes, and a sharp nose. And not one to be taken lightly. His one goal in life-- to hunt down those of the shadow, the last remnent of the past, the past that was all but gone. Only the future lay ahead now, but what lay in that future for those of the past? “The last one with any power against the inevitable future. She holds back, why can’t she see that there is no way to stop the power that rises, the power that we hold.” Commander Terreth spoke now, his voice firm, and heavy with power. It dripped with contempt for the one who’s image hovered in a holo-picture in front of his face. Ellan studied her close. Years had gone by since he had last seen her... many years, or so it seemed. How long has it been since my capture? the young man wondered. His hair was flaxen, and his eyes a light blue, like that of the desert sky and sand. He was short, shorter than Terreth, whose height was near six standard feet, an old unit of measure. In many ways they were the opposite. Dark vs. light, short vs. tall-- the two contered each other in many ways. Commander Terreth had dark eyes, with a fire gleaming within them, while Ellan had a clear white light from within. “You knew her well.” Terreth flexed his fingers, his voice dripping in sarcasm. “You loved her.” Ellan turned his blue eyes to the taller one beside him, the shadow around him seeming to clothe his in mist. “And yet you still care for her too, or she’d have suffered long ago. Or is Jher’aa that powerful, Commander.” “Keep that tone from your voice, Ellan Carabii. It is by luck alone that you still live here. And I will not tolerate you keeping her in your heart longer. It’s time to finish what I started so many years ago.” “Don’t you remember what happened last time you underestimated Jher’aa?” There was a pain in Ellan’s voice, he remembered well what had happened. “She is that powerful.” “Ah.” Terrath turned to Ellan. “Then you do still have feelings for her.” Ellan looked down; did not speak for a moment. “No.” “Then prove it.” Terrath spat the words out as if they were poison. Ellan flinched, and closed his eyes for a moment. The shadow surrounding him for one bare moment grew thicker, as a reaction to his mood, and to the magic aura that surrounded him when he used his powers. “Jher’aa Carabii is powerful. There is little I can do.” “So says you.” Terrath tightened his fist. “You will go and bring her to me, or, by your avoidance of the task, will only succeed in proving that you stilll have feelings for her.” In the dark of the room the holo showed clear, and reflected the distress on Ellan’s face. He closed his eyes, and burned into his mind the picture of Jher’aa, for he knew it would be one of the last times he seen her alive. “All right.” A sadness in his voice, he dreaded that which he had to do. Terrath grew a smile, a faint one, but a smile nonetheless. “Good. Then you will go and bring her to me.” Ellan bowed slightly. “As you wish.” In the darkness of the room, no one noticed a shadowy figure detach itself from the wall, and disappear into the night shadows. To be continued...
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Post by Eowyn Skywalker on Apr 30, 2004 20:52:21 GMT -5
Istawen: You can't call me young Padawan, only my master can get away with that one. However, I will respond to Padawan Tiana, if you insist on calling me that. Glad you liked it! ElbrethVarda: That was purposeful, as that was all I had to help me rhyme the song... it DOES have a tune, you know. But I meant it to be like those two songs. Elentari: Really? You're putting it on your WEBPAGE?! Wow. I guess you really did like it, and I'm glad of that. I write in the hopes that some will like what I've created... mwha-ha-ha... hey, you joined Middle-earth! Cool! At least, I think it was you... I PMed you there too, if you were wondering... -Eowyn Skywalker
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Post by Eowyn Skywalker on Apr 29, 2004 22:31:02 GMT -5
A spur of the moment poem, that I think turned out rather well, anyhow. -Eowyn Skywalker *** Across the Seas Night falls, Now the shadow calls. Twilight; The stars shine so bright.
Ships sail, Where is it that they hail? Birds cry; In their voice is a sigh.
Why does the moon shine, Reflected on the waterline? The shores pass away, What words are left to say?
What is this path we tread? What world lies ahead? The stars are all alight, Where is the edge of night?
Moonrise, Can you hear the wind sigh? In the water, Reflects the sea’s daughter.
Why do we cross these seas? Now do I miss the hum of bees. What draw us away from land? Now we face another world’s sand.
A misty cover, See, the seagulls hover. Shadow fades, Look beyond the shade.
We have crossed these waters, A new land, for our daughters. This is what we have found. Listen, the wind’s sound.
The world lies ahead, Where have we been lead? The stars are no longer alight, We have found the edge of night. [/center]
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Post by Eowyn Skywalker on Apr 29, 2004 22:22:38 GMT -5
I understood it perfectly, though others may not've. It's very creepy, and very well done.
It carries a very heavy weight to it, if you know what I mean.
Keep writing!
-Eowyn Skywalker
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Spoofs
Apr 3, 2004 17:53:41 GMT -5
Post by Eowyn Skywalker on Apr 3, 2004 17:53:41 GMT -5
(This one is better. Longer, but better.)
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What happens when you give Gimli Fireworks...
(Gimli: Hmm... fireworks you say? Author: Oh shut up. I’m trying to tell a story. Gimli: Where is Middle-earth whould I get fireworks?! Author: Oh, I don’t know. Think of that yourself. I’m writing the story. You. Are. Not. Gimli: Fine, fine. Carry on.)
One day... Gimli, son of Gloin was in the Shire. How he got to the Shire, I really have no clue, so let’s say that his father was in the Shire.
Somehow Gloin got ahold of some of Gandalf’s dragon fireworks... And gave them to Gimli as a birthday gift.
Many years passed by, and Gimli carried these with him for all these years... Until, the war of the ring...
When they were in Minas Tirith, Gimli remembered the fireworks...
Gimli: Well, why should Pippin have all the fun. He got to blow up Lord Aragorn’s castle. Why can’t I ever have fun? All I get to do is tell Legolas that an Oliphant only counts as one kill. But wait... I could do something too...
Denethor: IT’S MY CASTLE!!!! MINE!!!! GONDOR IS MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Gimli: Jeez, why are there so many excited marks? Author: Pippin never complained when I wrote his story. Gimli: Because he wasn’t around to. Author: Trust me, that needed the excited marks.)
Gimli: I would stay still if I were you, Master Steward.
(Gimli: Ha ha. Very. Funny.)
Denethor: GONDOR IS MINE!!!! MWHA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!!
Gimli: Where did I put those fireworks?
Aragorn: HOW DARE YOU BLOW UP “MY” CASTLE!!!!
Pippin: I DIDN’T MEAN TO!!! HONEST!!!!!
Denethor: IT’S MY CASTLE!!!!! MY OWN!!!!!
Gollum: My precious!!!! At last, in death, it is ours again!
Denethor: MOOOOOOOMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYY!!!! THERE’S AN UGLY SLIMY CREATURE HERE!!!! HAAALLLLLPPPPPP!
Gollum: What? It’s only a dwarf!
Gimli: Huph! Now how do these things work, anyhow... Oops!
Pippin: GIMLI NO!!!!!
Aragorn: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Legolas: AKKKKKK!!!!
Gandalf: WHAT THE?!?!?!?!
Merry: AHHHHHHHHHKKKKKK!!!!!
Faramir: Éowyn, I love you!!!!
Éowyn: WATCH OUT FOR THE DRAGON!!!!!
(In Rivendell: Bilbo: Nonsense: There hasn’t been a dragon in these parts since...
Elrond: Jeez, I will have to talk to that wizard.
Gandalf (through Palantìr) FOOL OF A DWARF!!!!)
Gimli: Oops! Heh heh!
Pippin: Umm, Gim, next time: you stick it in the ground.
Gimli: It was in the ground
Pippin: Outside!
Gimli: Oh.
Faramir: GET BEHIND ME, MILADY!!! I’LL SAVE YOU!!!! Éowyn: You are so limp.
Faramir: Well, it was the only pickup line I could think of.
Éowyn: Oh well. <Kisses him>
Faramir: ?... Ahh...
Aragorn: ARRRRGGGG!!! NOW I’LL HAVE TO BUILD ANOTHER CASTLE!!!!
Denethor: IT’S MINE!!! HAHAHA!!!!!
Pippin: You’re dead. I saw you die!!! Mwh-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!!!
Gollum: Is it tasty, precious? Is it crunchy?
Frodo: Noooooooooo!!! He’s haunting me!!!!!!
Gollum: When I die, I will only come back as more powerful! I am Smeagol, Jedi knight!
Frodo: HAAAALLLLLPPPPPPP!!!
Gollum: MWHA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!
Gandalf: Um, go back to the shadow? You shall not pass?
Sam: Mr. Gandalf, that was limp.
Frodo: AKKKKKK!!!!! GOLLUM IS A JEDI KNIGHT!!!!!
Sam: Actually, Mr. Frodo, he’s an evil Agent. That’s Agent Stinker, ‘e is. Tried to make me swallow a red pill, he did.
Gandalf: Is it secret, is it safe?
Frodo: AKKKKKK!!!!!
Gimli: Um, Pippin. Was that my fireworks?
Pippin: Uh-huh! Now we can be a team!
Gimli: Oh, sure. Okay!
Aragorn: MY CASTLE!!! MY PRECIOUS CASTLE!!! <Sob> IT’S MINE!!! YOU DESTROYED IT!!!!! MY PRECIOUS!!!!
Arwen: Eh-hem!
Aragorn: My precious... Oh... Ehh... ahem... La-de-da...
Elrond: Oh well, we can go home now.
Arwen: I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT YOU WOULD DO THIS, YOU TRAITOR!!!!! I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!!!!! YOU LOVE SOMEONE ELSE!!!! Hmmph!
Éowyn: Huh? He’s no longer claimed? YYYYYEEEEESSSSSS!!!! OH, ARAGORN!!!!!!!
Faramir: Huh? But, Éowyn...? Hey... Arwen’s kinda cute...
Arwen: Gee... Who’s that guy...
Faramir: Hmm...
Arwen: Hmm...
Elrond <Begins hitting head on medal post that appeared from nowhere>: It was inevitable... It was inevitable... Must kill Mr. Aragorn... It was purposeful... It was inevitable...
Aragorn: But Arwen?!?
Éowyn: Oh, Aragorn, my Lord...
Gimli: Jeez, these fireworks are dangerous!
Denethor: THAT WAS MY CASTLE!!!!!
Gollum: Oh, you’re dead too, you know...
Denethor: Don’t remind me.
Elrond: It was inevitable... Arwen cannot marry Aragorn. I said that all my life, and she’s dead set: ‘No, Ada. I’m marrying Aragorn. And now she goes and dumps him... And falls for ANOTHER mortal. It was inevitable...
Aragorn: Arwen, hunny???
Éowyn: My Lord, look at me!!! I love you!!!!!
Aragorn: Arwen, you don’t understand!!!!
Éowyn: Am I that ugly?!?!?!?! Jeez, people these days!!! Can’t even get a hobbit to love you!
Pippin: I resent that!
Gandalf: Where do people get my fireworks. I’ve never retailed them!
Aragorn: That was my second castle... And my WIFE TO BE!!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Denethor: And he’s going to be king?
Frodo: NOOOO!!!! NOT RING!!! AKKKKKKK!!!!
Denethor: I said ‘King’, you dimwited halfling.
Frodo: Oh.
Sam: Oh well. Come on, Rosie, let’s get married.
Rosie: Okay, Sam.
Sam: Akkk!!! Where did you come from????
Rosie: You called, luv. Let us marry today, and we will become king and queen.
Sam: Oh. Okay!
Aragorn: NOOO!!! I AM KING!!!! KING!!!! YOU CANNOT TAKE IT FROM ME!!!!
Gandalf: Actually, I think the hobbit has more sense than you!
Aragorn: IT’S MINE BY RIGHT!!!! ARRRGGGGGGG!!!!!
Gimli: Remind me to never play with fireworks again.
Pippin: Okay. Never play with fireworks again.
Arwen: Ada, I am marrying Faramir now!
Elrond: Nooooooooooo!!!!!!
Aragorn: Noooooooo!!!!
Éowyn: He just cannot see me! <Sob> Oh, well. Come on, Pip. Let’s go and get married!
Pippin: Why?
Éowyn: Because you are cute, that’s why.
Gimli: And what’s wrong with me?
Éowyn: You’ve got a beard. Sorry, Gim. <Kisses him>. I’d just as soon kiss a Wookiee!
Gimli: Oh well. I’ll go and steal a Palantìr instead.
Éowyn: Okay.
Gandalf: And, Samwise Gamgee of the Shire, I name you king of Gondor!
Sam: Cool!
Rosie: AND I WILL BECOME POWERFUL!!!
Aragorn: IT’S MY THRONE!!!MIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNE!!!!!!!!!
Frodo: Sam’s king now? That was fast!
Gandalf: Ah, yes. Now the world will be ruled by halflings!
Éowyn: Can you marry me and Pippin?
Gandalf: Sure. I might as well change the ending some more!
Diamond: But... Pippin’s MINE!!!!
Éowyn: Tough!
Diamond: Oh GIMLI!!!!!! <Kiss>
Gimli: Ugg.
Pippin: Oooooo.
Gimli: HEY, LEGOLAS!!!!! TWO SO FAR!!!!
Legolas: REAAALLLLLYYY!!! I’M ON SEVENTEEN!!!!
Gimli: ALL RIGHT, THIS MEANS WAR!!!!!
The End.
(Gimli: She kissed me?! Author: Don’t let it go to your head!) ***
Yes... that's how I write... mwha-ha. Now I must try to finish that last chapter. -Eowyn Skywalker, Jedi Padawan... no wait, that's Tiana's job...
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Spoofs
Apr 3, 2004 17:46:13 GMT -5
Post by Eowyn Skywalker on Apr 3, 2004 17:46:13 GMT -5
mwha-ha-ha-ha... yay! I can post all my stupid spoofs, takes, and whatnot!!!! (Though not all of them are finished...) (Laughs evilly...)
No, I don't know why I did that. Who cares? Maybe I'll start off with my two finished ones, and then I'll post the One Kubasa to Rule them All, or The Mirror of Galadriel: The True version. (Dunno which one. Kubasa is a retelling of the Fellowship, but very odd. And Mirror is just that. It's a SW crossed with LOTR... and the first part is taken from the movie and then it becomes... odd.)
And to all you who like LOTR as exact as it was wrote, then skip this story, and the next... and the next... why are you even in this thread???? This story is AU, most of mine are... and I KNOW that Aragorn didn't have a castle, and all the wraiths were killed... etc.
***
Why Hobbits shouldn’t play with Fireworks in castles!
In the Shire…
Merry: Hey, Pip! We’ve had a lot of practise with Fireworks. We should use them for good reasons.
Pippin: If you call blowing up a tent practise, yah I guess we have. What do you mean?
Merry: We’ll take them with us to Mordor.
Pippin: Good idea!!!
But Frodo and Sam leave without them…
When Merry and Pippin reach Minas Tirath, Merry is sick. Pippin tries to cheer him up with a BIG explosion…
Pippin: Well… I’ve still got those fireworks. Maybe Merry would like those.
His thoughts were all fine and dandy, but he left out one thing…
Pippin: Well, this should do it. Merry’s sure to see the explosion from his room…
Pippin becomes a hero by… OOPS!... he blows up three of the Nazgul… and scares away all the orcs! The battle is over!!! But, because he set off the fireworks in the house, he blows up King Aragorn’s castle…
Aragorn: MY CASTLE!?!?
Gandalf: Jeez, that looked like one of my fireworks!
Pippin: Oops!
Aragorn: You fool of a Took!!!
Pippin: I didn’t MEAN to blow up the castle. Honest!!!
Eowyn: You saved us!!!
Aragorn: I WANT MY CASTLE BACK!!!!!
Pippin: I didn’t know it was flammable!
Gandalf: Pippin, I’d run if I were you!!!
Pippin: Goodbye!!!
…And scares Merry so badly, Merry never speaks to Pippin again!
Eowyn: But he did kill the ring wraith!!!
Pippin: I DIDN’T MEAN TO BLOW UP THE CASTLE!!! HONEST!!!!
The end! Well... not quite the end... ***
There are two following stories, one's not quite finished. The next will be: What Happens when Gimli plays with fireworks... And then, I think I'll do Elrond... Aragorn and his poor castle... snrk.
-Eowyn Skywalker
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Spoofs
Mar 17, 2004 19:22:52 GMT -5
Post by Eowyn Skywalker on Mar 17, 2004 19:22:52 GMT -5
Another question: is it okay to post crossover spoofs? I have wrote many... mwha-ha-ha. Star Wars and the Matrix crossovers with LotR mainly. ;D Ooo! An evil looking smilly! (At least to me...) -Eowyn Skywalker
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Post by Eowyn Skywalker on Mar 17, 2004 19:31:27 GMT -5
Oh Precious. As Sang by Gollum, to the tune of 'Oh Santa'. (Veggie Tales Tune)
Narrator: And now it's time for Silly Songs with Gollum, the part of the show where Gollum comes out and sings a silly song. It's Midyears Eve, and Gollum is anxiously awaiting the arrival of his Precious Ring with a plate full of raw fish. Gollum: Oh Preciousss! I can't wait for you to come. I just can't wait for you to come, and I've got fishesss, three yummy fishesss. Just for me for when you come, only for me for when you come... Because I'm hungry... (Three knocks sound upon the door... err... I mean rock!) Gollum: Could that be My Preciousss? Could that be... it!? Could it be the one that eats away a hobbit-like creature like me... A good hobbit-like creature like me-ee! Narrator: Gollum is surprised to be greeted not by his Precious (sss), but a fat hobbit cook! Gollum: Who are you? Fat hobbit: I'm a hobbit, and I've come to boil your taters! Oh yes, I've come to boil your taters! And I've come to fry your fishes, and stew your conies! So stand back-- step aside, you smelly creature, and let me in! Narrator: Although annoyed by the intruder, in the lust for his Precious, Gollum makes an offering... Gollum: I'm not a gardener. I have no tatersss, my fatisssh friend, but I have fishesss! Three yummy fishesss! And I don't have coniesss... but please take this, my fatish friend, cook one of thesse my fatissh friend. They are for me-ee... but you may have one! Narrator: The hobbit (Sam) is truely touched by Gollum's good will, but Gollum, although momentarily distracted, is still excited about seeing his Precious. Gollum (Sam): Oh Precious! (I'm a hobbit) I can't wait for you to come. (And I came to boil your taters) I just can't wait for you to come! (Oh yes, I came to boil your taters) And I've got fishesss! (You shared a fishy) Two yummy fishessss, (A yummy fishy!) Just for me for when you come, (Though I'd love to fry your fish,) Only for me for when you come, (That's not for me to wish!) Both: Because I'm hungry!!! (Another knock sounds upon the do... I mean rock!) Gollum: Could that be My Preciousss? Could that be... it!? Could it be the one that eats away a hobbit-like creature like me... A good hobbit-like creature like me-ee! Narrator: Once again it is not his Precious who has come to Gollum's door, but this time a savage Ranger! Gollum: Who are you?! Ranger: I'm a Ranger! And I've come to kill your orcs! Oh yes, I've come to kill your orcs! And I've come to make you bath, and steal your evil rings! And I've come to... uh, stomp on your hole... And tie you up! Oi! Narrator: Although quite frightened by the intruder, in the lust for his Precious, Gollum makes an offering. Gollum: I don't have orcs. I NEVER bath, my Ranger friend, (?) but I have fishesss... Two yummy fishesss!And I don't have rings... but please take this, my Ranger friend, eat one of these, my Ranger friend. They are for me-ee... But you may have one! Narrator: The Ranger (Aragorn) is also touched by Gollum's good will, but Gollum's thoughts are still with his Precious. Gollum (Aragorn): Oh Precious! (I'm a Ranger!) I can't wait for you to come! (Oh yes, I came to kill your orcs!) I've got a fisshy. (You shared a fishy) A yummy fisshy (A yummy fishy) Just for me for when you come. (Though I'd love to tie you up,) Only for me for when you come. (I think you're quite in luck) Both: Because I'm hungry!!! (Another knock sounds at the rock!) Gollum: Could that be Precious? Could that be IT! Could it be the one that eats away a hobbit-like creature like me... A good hobbit-like creature like me-ee! Narrator: Gollum is now greeted by an agent of the Isari-from-over-the-seas! Gollum: Who are you?? IOS agent: I'm Gandalf! And I've come to zap your... (Gollum slams rock door in his face!) Gollum: Oh Precious! I can't wait for you to come. I just can't wait for you to come... (Frodo walks in, holding the ring, and he looks like he was hypnotized, because his eyes are all funny!) Gollum (staring at the ring): It's finally Precious! It's finally come! At last! The one who eats away a hobbit-like creature like me... A good hobbit-like creature like me-ee! Voice of the Ring: I'm the evil ring! And I've come to drive you nuts! Oh yes, I've come to drive you nuts. And I've come to eat you away Oh, oh, oh, oh! And I've come to freak you all out. And speak in... Black Speech... Wait-a-minute?? Isn't that Frodo's cloak? And what... Frodo starts talking over the ring: And what are you doing with my SWORD?! So you're the ones...!!! Sam: Wait-a-minute! I can explain... Aragorn: We've CHANGED!!! Frodo: Nobody messes with me, or MY ring!!! You know that, don't you? You've been very evil... AND I'M WRITING A BOOK!!! Frodo chases them out of the hole, shouting, while Sam and Aragorn shout for help. Gollum looks after them, shocked. Gandalf walks back in. Gandalf: Did you cook that? Gollum: (Shakes head) Gandalf zaps it, and walks away! Gollum: I'm still HUNGRY!!!
The End
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Post by Eowyn Skywalker on Mar 16, 2004 15:13:16 GMT -5
Mwha-ha-ha...
Caption: You see everyone, this is the One Ring. And with it I will become powerful and [glow=green,2,300] ALL SHALL LOVE ME AND DESPAIR!!!!!!!!![/glow]. HAHHAHHAH!!!!!!!! IT'S MY RING!!!
Hey, this is my first post! Cool!
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Post by Eowyn Skywalker on Aug 4, 2004 19:00:03 GMT -5
Hmmm... I could see this as a fanfiction, actually... *in which plot bunnies insue* *** Sauron is sitting on his dark, evil, foreboding throne, when Nazgul #5 comes walking in... Nazgul 5 *slightly scared sounding*: My lord, I have come to you on behalf of the union of the orcs, with a message... *he pulls out message* Sauron: *reads through it* So, my minions are threatening to strike because of the number of family members they are losing at each and every next turn... Nazgul 5: *ever scareder* Yes... and the Nazgul-- my group-- are threatening to join the Gondorians, because we are so tired of these robe choices you have given us... Sauron: *stands up* What is wrong with black, black, and more black?! Nazgul 5: Well, you see, the union of Urak-hai has been laughing at us, and making fun of us for no reason at all, being as we wear nothing but black. It's became such a thing that we are no longer feared. *starts crying* We're no longer SCARY!!!! WAAAAHHHHHH... Sauron: ... ... and this is a problem? Nazgul 5: YES!!! WAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Sauron: If you are going to be so whiny about it, I can't do anything! *incinterates Nazgul* There, no more problems for you! Wait... I just killed a Nazgul because he was complaining about black robes?! Mouth of Sauron: Apparently. Eye of Sauron: This could possess a problem. Sorry, that was pathetic, I know... sigh... I'm only BORED... -Eowyn Skywalker
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Music
Aug 26, 2004 18:18:56 GMT -5
Post by Eowyn Skywalker on Aug 26, 2004 18:18:56 GMT -5
*many months later, Eowyn Skywalker looks back at that post, and rolls her eyes, wondering how she could've been so HTML illiterate. She has located a ton of midis on the internet after hours of searching, but annoyingly, still has not located the one song she wants* There's some midis on www.arwenevenstar.com-- in the music area, if you're still looking for more music, by the way... I like the version of A Knife in the Dark that they have.
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Music
Apr 17, 2004 20:07:14 GMT -5
Post by Eowyn Skywalker on Apr 17, 2004 20:07:14 GMT -5
*Screams* BUT HOW DID YOU GET THE MUSIC THINGY UP THERE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? *Gasp*
Okay, I'm finished.
Can you put Pippin's song in there... Track Five of the LotR RotK soundtrack...?
-Eowyn Skywalker
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